Rudolf was this old Russian guy, an USSR nostalgic, the Stalin loving kind that thought Khrouchtchev fucked things up, but you don't really want to argue that with him because he's a mild, harmless old man and he's been friendly for as long as you've known him.One day, you're planning a picnic with some friends, and some of them are socialist-friendly social science students, and you think they'd probably enjoy each others' conversation, so you invite him. He agrees, but when you tell him the date, he apologises and declines to come, saying that the weather will be bad. You insist, the weather forecast says the day will be lovely, but he's as stubborn with that as with everything else, so you end up going without him.The sky is blue when you begin unloading the lawn chairs, but when you're done unpacking the food, dark clouds already covered the sky, and before the gang could decide if they were going to wrap everything up and leave or wait for it to clear, a heavy, cold and just nasty rainstorm falls on you. You hurry and pack everything and all your friends get drenched before they could take shelter in the car.On the way back, you stop by your old friend's, knowing how being proved right cheers him up. You ask him how he could have guessed about the sudden weather change. He smiles and says:"Rudolf the Red knows rain, dear!"

I know this is the "Random thoughts" thread, not the "Puns that make my brain bleed" thread, but fuck everything, it made me lol and I'm totally retelling it!

Rudolf was this old Russian guy, an USSR nostalgic, the Stalin loving kind that thought Khrouchtchev fucked things up, but you don't really want to argue that with him because he's a mild, harmless old man and he's been friendly for as long as you've known him.One day, you're planning a picnic with some friends, and some of them are socialist-friendly social science students, and you think they'd probably enjoy each others' conversation, so you invite him. He agrees, but when you tell him the date, he apologises and declines to come, saying that the weather will be bad. You insist, the weather forecast says the day will be lovely, but he's as stubborn with that as with everything else, so you end up going without him.The sky is blue when you begin unloading the lawn chairs, but when you're done unpacking the food, dark clouds already covered the sky, and before the gang could decide if they were going to wrap everything up and leave or wait for it to clear, a heavy, cold and just nasty rainstorm falls on you. You hurry and pack everything and all your friends get drenched before they could take shelter in the car.On the way back, you stop by your old friend's, knowing how being proved right cheers him up. You ask him how he could have guessed about the sudden weather change. He smiles and says:"Rudolf the Red knows rain, dear!"

I know this is the "Random thoughts" thread, not the "Puns that make my brain bleed" thread, but fuck everything, it made me lol and I'm totally retelling it!